Sharp Knife

In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain.
The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!

Heaven Slaying Blade

The Windwalker was roaring, shouting; his entire face became distorted and ferocious like an extremely angry lion. He kept pacing restlessly. With every step, he left faint footprints on the ground.


At that moment, like an aged Tu Yong, his eyes suddenly revealed a trace of disbelief but he still swiftly retreated, simultaneously pushing away the people close to him.


A bone-chilling killing intent suddenly erupted where Tu Yong had just stood. A small killing array appeared there. If Tu Yong hadn't retreated early and fast enough, this killing array would have severely injured him.


"Was there someone higher up guiding this?" Windwalker instantly regained his calm, his entire demeanor sharpened like ice, chilling to the point where it made others shiver. Meanwhile, those from Ancient Sword Sect felt an ever-increasing chill in their hearts!


Chapter 1282: What is the Demon Lord?